Her mom fussed about and took some shots getting me to move a little bit to get the best view.Then she said ok lets do it – slowly push it in till y...u feel some resistance. I didn’t have to go far and I could feel this sort of tightness near the top of my cock. The camera was moved to get everything in focus – then she said …are you ready sweetheart……Suzie said.. YES…………THEN DO IT.I looked down into Suzies eyes and mouthed – ‘I love you’ and pushed my cock in harder to her warm wonderful wet. She had been in places like that many times herself. They young men didn’t care that she was over forty. They just cared that her tits were over forty. The fact that those tits hovered over a waspish waist, wide hips, a bubble butt and thunder thighs didn’t hurt either. Of course, few of those young men got past her jugs long enough to see the rest of the package until they had their faces buried in her hot cunt and their cocks buried between her thick, dick sucking lips. ‘What a pathetic. The first six long necked bottles contain a pint of ground fat (what the locals call crude oil found on the surface) and the second six are full of petrol made by refining the crude oil. Jonas set this up some years ago; the refinery processing provides petrol and a tar like mixture. They don’t produce much, but they do have some for use in warfare and a few other things; the tar has many good uses around the farms as well.The two lots of bottles are thrown at the building, they shatter on. A school lesson about slavery had left Mandy wondering what it was like to be a slave so she had spoken to Marcus who at 14 was 2 years younger than Mandy and was from Uganda but had lived in England for 2 years, Marcus had agreed to teach Mandy what it was like to be a slave. Mandy was from a very well to do family and she knew that in the time of slavery her family would have had slaves. Mandy approached the front door of where Marcus lived knocked on the door which was soon opened by Marcus,.